He glanced over the page, but didn't take the book. He wouldn't want anyone touching his crap either. "I like it. Pretty good. Here how are you with fantasy? Horror, that sort of thing? See everything's been done so finding an original idea is hard. I'm going back to the old tales, the old myths. But do it from the monster's perspective."
He picked up his cup and sipped from it. "The whole, what we believe is evil may not be so route. We always see the hero versus monster from the hero. Monster plagues cities but in cases like Medusa, that's not always what happens. I mean do they know, understand? Are they monsters because we make them, because their surroundings do? Do they consider themselves monsters. And I want to do that. I want to make people think." He held up his cup, "perception isn't reality. Godfather taught me that."